I think she should fuck off because it’s real fucking rich that she is complaining about being taking advantage of when that’s exactly what she does: http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/culturemonster…
Tartis
tartis
Oh, are we doing this?
When you’re a naturally overweight person, there’s a certain part of you that is fundamentally and selfishly jealous of thinness and delicacy. I’m generally only tell that to my therapist and maintain the body positivity, “aww you’re FINEE” party line in public. But its true and people who are naturally indelicate in…
I mean, she didn’t just roll out of art school yesterday.
I LIKE THAT ONE ON THE BOTTOM HIS FACE WARMS MY COLD DEAD HEART
The interviewer said that, not her.
One day I hope someone writes a comment on a blog about sitting across from me on a train and refers to me as sooooooooo thinnnnnnnnnnn in an attempt to insult me.
It would just be blank slides that you have to stare at until you breakdown in exhaustion/ art induced bliss.
Abramovic should know her business and IP rights. There are no understandings or handshakes.
YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO DRINK HOT BEVERAGES WHEN IT IS HOT OUTSIDE IT CAUSES YOU TO SWEAT WHICH CAUSES YOU TO NATURALLY COOL DOWN.
I look quite beautiful in all of mine.
OMG, Tracy Anderson is actually full of shit. I saw her say one time that women shouldn’t lift weights heavier than 3lbs. I want to find her so I can say, “My 170lbs deadlift max and tight high ass say otherwise. Fuck off.”
I like her, but more in that way you like a friend that’s always saying ridiculous and tone-deaf things, but like she means well, so you keep her around because she livens up your cocktail parties, ya know?
I know she is 17, I know she’s made some questionable choices. And I know a lot of you hate her for a variety of reasons. But the booing at her introducing HER BROTHER-IN-LAW and people calling her fat? She’s going through something very few people have experienced on such a public stage and based on her interviews,…
I continue to be the sole person on Team Gwynnie. It’s a lonely fucking team.
Oh, my God, this looks TERRIBLE.
My cat wakes me up with the sounds of her profound existential anxiety.